"Damn it!"

Seeing the heavy armored cavalry of the Silver Eagle Legion charging in the distance, the apprentice-level warrior who was rushing in the direction of Sean cursed angrily, and finally stopped.

He has been under Alban's command for many years, and the two of them get along very well on weekdays, and even have some relatives.

Now that Alban was suddenly assassinated by this mage, he must have wanted revenge from his own point of view.

But in the face of a group of heavily armored cavalry charging towards him, this warrior couldn't help but feel a little timid in his heart.

If he faced these killing machines born for war, although he could kill a few people with the strength of his profession, he would definitely not be able to survive a full round of charge, and he would eventually die tragically under the iron hooves of the Silver Eagle Legion.

What's more, he also seemed to have found a few professionals among those people, which made him even more afraid to take risks.

Alban's death made him angry, but it didn't make him lose his mind, and the apprentice-level warrior cursed angrily, swinging his long knife and slashing at the wall of bones in front of him.

"Boom!"

The blade wrapped in the power of qi and blood completely cut down the already somewhat broken wall of bones.

The wall, made of bones conjured from spells, completely crumbled after resisting two spells and a single slash in succession.

It collapsed to the ground with a muffled thud that eventually shattered into countless pieces.

The remnants of the bones sat above the grass, as if speaking silently.

After slashing at the blade, the warrior stared at Sean's distant back, hesitated slightly, and finally turned and retreated in the same direction.

There's no way, no matter how big the hatred is, you still have to save your life first.

Behind him, the fragments of the Wall of Bones gradually crumbled, turning into black points of light and returning to the ether.

Seeing that the other party had stopped the pursuit, Sean slowed down, and he turned his horse's head and came to a higher ground.

The body of the blood-colored war horse became very hot after galloping, and the faint blood mist had already drifted away, Sean turned over and dismounted, looking at the remnants of Alban who were already in chaos in the distance.

The damp wind blew across his face, and the black mage robes fluttered with it.

He opened his arms and breathed deeply through his lungs.

In the past few days, he has been too tired, and he has not had any time to relax due to all the complicated things in the war, and his whole spirit has been tense.

The natural breath caressed his body, and everything seemed to be beautiful and relaxed, and in this kind of breath, Sean felt a rare comfort.

At some point, the clouds in the sky became thicker, the sun was gone, and the sky was dark.

It's going to rain.

Such a thought popped into his mind, and Sean smiled with some joy.

He has loved rain since he was a child, especially light rain or drizzle.

On a rainy day, the whole world suddenly becomes noisy, but it is also extremely quiet.

Everything seemed to come to a halt in the rain, and the city of Teresa in the rain, or the rain outside the Tower of Master Lorena, each of them was attracting his attention and immersing him in the past.

There is the fragrance of earth in the rain, the soft sound of raindrops hitting the bluestone floor, the rustling of leaves, and the slightest coldness that goes straight to people's hearts.

Unconsciously, Sean's spiritual power was completely spread, and he closed his eyes and felt the outside world with his soul.

The wandering aether around him became agitated, as if to herald the occurrence of some strange phenomenon.

……

A drop of rain fell from the sky and fell into the palm of Sean's outstretched hand.

Second drop, third drop, ......

The coolness penetrated Sean's body, and he trembled as if something was about to burst out.

This is the beginning of the metamorphosis.

His soul fluctuated alone, absorbing the aether from the outside world little by little, and these aethers gradually transformed into Sean's unique mana in the combination with the power of the soul, and finally merged into the cycle of his power.

At this time, the spiritual power he released suddenly contracted, completely entering his body, and the senses beyond ordinary people disappeared, leaving only Sean himself in the world.

In such a situation, his soul gradually became clear and transparent, and the impurities that he had not noticed were gradually discharged, scattered between heaven and earth, and finally returned to the source sea.

The source sea is the beginning and destination of all souls, it is everywhere, all-encompassing, Sean feels it, draws nourishment from it, and makes his soul stronger!

"Click."

As if something had shattered, Sean snapped open his eyes.

A faint flash of light flashed between his pupils, this is the glow of his soul, the source of strength!

Apprentice level, natural promotion!

At this moment, he finally understood why countless books were repeating a truth, that is, if it is not necessary, it will never be forcibly broken.

His soul has been baptized in the natural escalation, and it has been sublimated in the feeling of all things, which is the most precious thing, and if it is missed, it will be difficult to re-pursue it.

The huge spiritual power swept out again, and the corners of Sean's mouth curled irrepressibly, and finally turned into joyful laughter that filled the plains.

The natural upgrade of a professional does not require any preparation, and once the time comes, it will naturally come naturally.

Sean, who has been stuck at level 9 for more than 9 months, already has an extremely solid foundation, and it is normal for him to be a little stimulated by the previous battle, and then suddenly relax and break through the already loose barrier.

Grades 9 to 10, apprentice to apprenticeship.

It's just a numerical difference, but it's bigger than all the previous tiers combined! There are only one in ten professionals who can cross this threshold, and the competition is fierce.

A level 1 mage has 10 volts of mana, and the mana capacity increases by 2 volts for each level of progression, until level 9, for a total of 26 volts of mage mana.

However, at the moment of promotion to level 10, that is, the apprentice level, the mana that was originally slowly growing will be greatly increased, and it will skyrocket to 100 volts in an instant, and even other indicators, such as mana recovery speed, mental strength, soul strength, etc., will also increase simultaneously.

This means:

Sean waved the staff in his hand at will, and his body floated naturally.

This is an apprentice-level levitation technique, for such a low-level apprentice-level spell, he can now easily use it without even reciting a spell, and he can even bring a lot of supermagic skills.

Even the highly difficult spells of the apprentice level did not have any difficulty in front of him now.

There are very few things like killing enemies in this world, unless it is in a very poor state by the side that has crossed the level, or the person who has crossed the level has borrowed an external force that does not belong to him, in short, if it is a normal fight, then the low level is almost bound to lose in the face of the high level!